The wind chill is in single digits, snow blackens on streets and curbs, and ice on sidewalks threaten the unwary. Winter in the city sometimes challenges esthetics like a bad painting. The religion-neutral song Jingle Bells is very distant from our city reality; I’m not surprised one never hears it anymore.
Dashing through the snow
In a one horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way
Bells on bob tails ring
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to laugh and sing
A sleighing song tonight
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